A solitary reaper in the cage of life I was frantically foraging my identity You appeared adoringly to avow your love And I discerned you were the true purpose of my life O dear! I was the princess of your empire And I adorned that identity...
Today is seventh day of NaPoWrimo. The challenge today is to write out a list of all of your different layers of identity. For example, you might be a wife, a grandmother, a Philadelphian, a dental assistant, a rabid Phillies fan, a seamstress, retiree, agnostic,...
Bjorn is hosting the dVerse today. He was inspired by the “ he book of Questions” by Pablo Neruda, to give us a prompt to write poems consisting only of questions. We should leave the answer to the reader. We can write a poem consisting of a single question or many....
Traversing the deserted memory lane treasuring glimpses of my childhood reminiscing shades of myself a sudden realization shuddered me I forgot to live An immature amenable child I followed the path led by adults teenage soon followed glistening...
I fought to affirm my worth to the world only to be defeated each time I struggled to keep pace with the world only to be wounded each time I voiced against prejudice by the world only to be ridiculed each time Yet I rose to proclaim my existence each time I...
